Dear Max,

What day is it? I am seriously that lost right now. It has been a busy and somewhat rough couple of weeks and I completely forgot what day it was. Thankfully, your father reminded me that I am a few days late on writing your monthly letter. He told me you had been asking when your website would be updated. I am glad I am a few days late because now I can talk about the huge SNOW STORM! Last month I was telling you about it snowing and now I can tell you that there was a record amount of snowfall this month. North Texas got between 6 to 12 inches of snow, completely unheard of. On Tuesday and Wednesday you and Jake had a fever, and the snow hit on Thursday. I didn’t take you outside on Thursday because I didn’t want to irritate whatever virus you had. However, on Friday you seemed back to your normal self. While Jake was taking his morning nap I took you into the front yard to build a snowman! Of course I did the actual building, but you insisted that we put a mustache on it. We decided to use your Mr. Potato Head pieces for our snowman’s face, and one of your hats. I think it turned out great. You were pretty cute, too.

Speaking of the last few weeks being rough, you and Jake have been sick off and on for almost a month now. About a month ago you and Jake got RSV. Basically you were coughing a lot and sounded like you were smoking 6 packs a day. I got concerned because it sounded like you were wheezing, so I took you both to the doctor. You both tested positive for RSV (respiratory syncytial virus) and you also had your first ever ear infection. They tell you that when your child has an ear infection they will pull on their ears or complain of ear pain or something. Well, guess what? You did none of those things. We had no idea you had an ear infection. After we found out you had one we remembered that you would kind of cry when we told you to blow your nose, but that was it. With RSV we had to get a nebulizer and give you and Jake breathing treatments, along with antibiotics that you were taking for your ear infection. It took a couple of weeks for this virus to run its course. Right now Jake is sick again, but I think you are finally better. However, you still have a snotty nose. It has been a rough winter.

Did I mention we started potty training last week? I have wanted to start potty training with you for a month now, but every week there was some new hurdle to jump over. You and Jake have been sick for like 3 week now, and then we had a meeting with Don King. (Unrelated tangent coming up.) By the way, you really took to Don. We had him over for dinner and I think he took a liking to you. I got a great picture of the two of you together, much better than the last one I took where you were crying. Anyway, back to potty training. It has gone great! I had already planned to just take you to the bathroom every 30 minutes to make sure you didn’t have any accidents. To my surprise, you actually told me when you needed to go. I wasn’t sure if I could trust you, but when you told me you needed to go, you went. Right now you are calling a pull-up “underwear” and you know that when you are wearing one you aren’t supposed to go the bathroom in it. I am still putting a diaper on you for nap time and bedtime. I’m glad that you don’t think a pull up is a diaper. For the past 2 days you haven’t had any accidents and have kept your pull up dry all day. You still go in your diaper during nap and bedtime, but for now I’m not that concerned. My plan is to start putting you in real underwear and maybe just putting a pull up on over your underwear when we go somewhere. I’m not sure if I should be taking your potty seat converter thing with me when we go somewhere or I should just put you on the big toilet seat. Oh, the difficult decision we are faced with in life.

(Don and Max at 15 months old)

(Don and Max at 30 months old)

I think you are under the impression that you are teenage girl. Seriously, where did this attitude and lip come from? The last few days have been trying. You just came out of no where with talking back, and bossing around. We have talked about how to talk nicely and the difference between you saying, “Get my cup” and “Can I have my cup, please.” Boy, you are NOT going to talk to me that way. I don’t talk to YOU that way, so I don’t know where you are getting it. Either way, I saw a big improvement today. Thankfully.

You call everyone a “silly booger” all the time. This is completely my fault. I am always calling Jake a “silly booger” or a “silly goose”. I am not offended at all at this name calling, and I actually think it’s kind of cute. I mean, really, it could be MUCH worse.

So you are full on praying for every meal alone. At first you always said, “Thank you for muffins.” You have a thing for muffins, I guess. So I pointed out to you that you were not eating muffins and you needed to pray for what you were eating. So before we pray for lunch or dinner I always point out what we are eating. At first your prayers went something like this, “Father, thank you for chicken and corn. In Jesus name, Amen.” Short. Sweet. To the point. Now you are changing it up a little bit and it goes like this, “Father, thank you for chicken, NOT HAMBURGER. In Jesus name, Amen.” I guess you want to make sure God doesn’t get confused between the two.

You are really into the “Arthur” books and TV show. I don’t know how you it really came about, but every time we go the library you want to check out an Arthur book. The other day I took you to Half-Priced Books and we found a lot of Arthur books. I told you I would buy you 2, but you coerced me into buying 3. You kept saying, “Not 2, 5!” I compromised by letting you have 3. I have been DVRing episodes of Arthur and I let you watch them as a reward for something. You also like Barney, the big purple dinosaur. (sigh) I use him as an incentive also. I’ve noticed Jake seems interested when the theme song to Barney plays. I’m not going to lie, I don’t mind letting you watch “your shows” every once in a while because I can usually get so much done. (laundry, cleaning, etc.)

Thanks for pooping in the potty. Changing your diapers was making me gag. I’m so not exaggerating.

Love,
Mama

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